I haven't written in ages mostly because my life is in turmoil.
After almost 13 years together, Jeff has asked for a divorce. In our case, it is a real divorce (a little more than 3 years married). I never saw this coming, although I suspected something was afoot.
As with most long-time couples, I guess things got boring between us. No one can guarantee 24/7 happiness but your partner says he's not been happy in five years, that is cold water in the face. And how does one talk to that to see if things can be worked out.
The night I arrived home from Florida, he told me he wanted the divorce. Prior to my leaving, the trip was meant to give us some time to think. I guess he was thinking a lot more than me.
He moved out in November....actually, he physically moved out in November. He really checked out a long time before then.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Friday, November 2, 2007
Visiting my parents
October was hectic for many reasons, but mostly because I went to visit my parents in Florida - or as I call it, God's Waiting Room. I enjoy my visits with my parents for many reasons: we have lots of laughs; they just enjoy having me there and for me, it is being just being there with them
As their gay son, we had our time of estrangement. It lasted an unusually long time but somewhere around my 37th year, we established a bond greater than what I've even known with them before. Thirteen years later, it is stronger than ever. And I'm thankful everyday.
This trip was a bit different than previous visits. First, I stayed a full week instead of my usual Friday to Monday weekend. Second, it was a serious visit. We talked about things that made them uncomfortable previously. Perhaps they are still uncomfortable, but the manner in which they engaged in the conversation says otherwise - at least to me it did.
We talked about end of life legal matters such as their will and other legal documents, their health and family. These are tough subjects to engage my parents since they are very private people and don't like to think about this at all.
Overall, a great visit and lots of things accomplished.
As their gay son, we had our time of estrangement. It lasted an unusually long time but somewhere around my 37th year, we established a bond greater than what I've even known with them before. Thirteen years later, it is stronger than ever. And I'm thankful everyday.
This trip was a bit different than previous visits. First, I stayed a full week instead of my usual Friday to Monday weekend. Second, it was a serious visit. We talked about things that made them uncomfortable previously. Perhaps they are still uncomfortable, but the manner in which they engaged in the conversation says otherwise - at least to me it did.
We talked about end of life legal matters such as their will and other legal documents, their health and family. These are tough subjects to engage my parents since they are very private people and don't like to think about this at all.
Overall, a great visit and lots of things accomplished.
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